Xuan Yue pouted, saying, "Being an elf seems so great, they can still be so beautiful at a hundred years old. I wish I could be reborn as an elf."
Ruo Ma gave a smile and said, "If you were an elf, you're sure to be the prettiest little elf."
Ya Yuan had already taken flight again and said, "We should set off now, lest everyone at home worry because we've been away for so long."
Just then, a sound tore through the air. Several dozen people emerged from all around them, clothed from head to toe in black, revealing only their eyes. Some held ropes while others grasped weapons and shields, ready for a fight. A rope snare suddenly flew out from the crowd and successfully immobilized Ruo Ma. One tall black-clothed man yanked her towards him and struck her neck, causing her to pass out. He laughed triumphantly and said, "Brothers, hurry up, I've captured the elf mage."